This is a song about "Call of duty gunfight"

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

It's my duty to fight for my right's because i'm bright,

Call me the bigness i'm in the business of lyrical wizardry

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

You can call me a prison, cuz i got lots of bars

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Tax free, that's me, my money got acne

You can call me the daddy of miami

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

Off of the topic, call me the prospect.

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

Call me maeby fünke, making movies out of daydreams